Your eye is on the sparrow
and your hand it comforts me
from the ends of the earth to
the depth of my heart
let your mercy and strength be seen
You called me to your purpose
As angels understand
For your Glory
May you draw all men
As your love and grace demands
I will run to you
To your words of truth
not by might not by power
but by the spirit of God
Yes I will run the race till I see your face
O let me live in the glory of your grace
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